gs for it, every
Christian prays for it. But _what_ Peace? It is the Peace of God which
we pray for? the Peace on Earth, which He alone can bring about? His
hand alone, which corrects, can also heal. We do not and cannot desire
the peace which some of those are calling for who dare not face the open
book of present day judgment, or who do not wish to read its lessons!
Such a peace would be a mere plastering over of an unhealed wound, which
would break out again before many years were over.

There seems to me a lack of imagination and of Christian sympathy in the
zeal which thrusts denunciatory literature into all hands and houses, as
is done just now. It would, I think, check such action and open the eyes
of some who adopt it, if they could see the look of pain, the sudden
pallor, followed by hours and days of depression of the mourners,
widows, bereaved parents, sisters and friends, when called upon to read
(their hearts full of the thought of their beloved dead) that those who
have fought in the ranks were morally criminal, legalized murderers,
"full of hatred," actors in a "hellish panorama." Some of these
sufferers may not be much enlightened, but they know what love and
sorrow are. Would it not be more tender and tactful, from the Christian
point of view, to leave to them their consoling belief that those whom
they loved acted from a sense of duty or a sentiment of patriotism; and
not, just at a time of heart-rending sorrow, to press upon them the
criminality of all and every one concerned in any way with war? I
commend this suggestion to those who are not strangers to the value of
personal sympathy and gentleness towards those who mourn.

No, we are not yet looking upon hell! It may be, it _is_, an earthly
purgatory which we are called to look upon; a place and an hour of
purging and of purifying, such as we must all, nations and individuals
alike, pass through, before we can see the face of God.

Mr. Fullerton, speaking in the Melbourne Hall, Leicester, on Jan. 7th of
this year, said:--"The Valley of Achor (Trouble), may be a Door of
Hope." "You say the Transvaal belongs to the Boers; I say it belongs to
God. If it belongs specially to any, it belongs to the Zulus and
Kaffirs, on whom, for 100 years, there have been inflicted wrongs worthy
of Arab slave dealers. What has the Boer done to lift these people?
Nothing. As a Missionary said the other day, 'A nation that lives
amongst a lower race of people, and does